My sweet little Alissa came over to the house the other day to check on me.
"I'm doing fine, honey ... Thanks for bringing me bagels."
"I would have come over earlier if I knew you had surgery."
"I didn't tell you?"
'No! I had to hear it from the bug man! He sprayed my house and asked me how you were doing after your surgery."
"He did?"
"Yes. You tell our bug man before your own daughter!"
Turned out Deb had cancelled with Steve (the bug man) and told him I'd be home that day from surgery. Alissa and Nate use him too.
This is a public apology to my daughter for telling the bug man first.
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